Make it through the night.

Just saw Kris Kristofferson on The Colbert Report, of all places.
And he picked a tune on his acoustic & sang. Dressed all in black.
Yesterday is dead and gone
And tomorrow is out of sight
And it's bad to be alone
Help me make it through the night

As it went along, I heard a train whistle blowin' in the distant night air.
Reminded me of hopping trains for midnight rides back in Plano, highschool sneakouts.
And I love train songs.
Hear that long lonesome train whistle crying in the wind
Hear that long lonesome sound that's become my only friend.
When it whispers out my name, that's when the tears begin to roll
Cause there's a world out there awaitin' me, and I know it's time to go.


Rock & Roll Pain Train.
All aboard.
Cold blue steel rails.
Smokestack black night.
Hear my train coming for me.
Hey Porter!